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| Terry Johnson - Marriage Guidance | |
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| 10 July 2006 | ||||||||||||||
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last one... promise.... Both Terry, and his wife June have great difficulty in pronouning their turds corruptly. They met at a dyspepsia support grope many years ago, it did nothing for their mutual masturbation, but they look back on the night with fondle mammories. Now 25 years later love has flown the vest and they find themselves inserting undercarriage guidance… We become flies on the balls as the session comes encroaches its bend… June: ‘Its all right for poo… you’ve been in the slime-light for the past ten queers… how about pee? You regret I’m a womble… I’ve got weeds…” Counsellor (scratches his head…not for the first time this session): “Terry? Would you like to respond?” Terry: “Never a day passed when you weren’t in my shorts…” June: “Your shorts.. your shorts! I don’t want to be in your shorts… I want you in my sled.. I want you to crutch me like you puce to… when we first got harried you used to make shove to me all tight… until the cars fell out of the pie and your son came through the window.. We used to spend dawns crack in throws of ecky-thump..” Terry: (Looking slightly uncomfortable) “That was ben, I was hung.. I didn’t have a pair in the girl. Now I’ve got a cornea to think about…” June: “You and your cornea. Your such a shellfish, vain salmon. All you’ve ever been interested in is being face of VD. Like Ronald McDonald. The wanker on the ten inch cocked floozy..” Terry: “That’s unhairy… you’ve enjoyed the flute of my distress. Look at that huge ringpiece you show everyone. That jive parrots. Lizard tailfeather would have been proud to shove her finger in there…” Counsellor (looking exasperated, breaking away from his play station) : “I think its important we finish this session on a positive note. Can I ask each of you to make a promise to the other, and then next time we meet, hopefully we can look back on what you have achieved..” June: “ I promise to fake an effort and wear my flakey troll nightie for fred..” Terry: “I promise to lie very hard and shower you with loads of pisses every day…” Both turn to look at the fellate counsellor, as he starting throbbing uncontrollably. Terry: “ err... we better blow… thanks for your welks, you’re a nice flap.. look forward to next tweak?”
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